Lu Xiaofeng looked at the woman in front of her blankly.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't recognize this woman, and he had never seen such a noble and gorgeous woman as her.

Fortunately, he still recognized the sword in her hand, a pair of short swords, the blade of which was one foot seven inches long, and the hilt of the sword was tied with red silk.

Lu Xiaofeng remembered clearly, naturally because he almost died under this pair of short swords.

Could it be that she is Aunt Gongsun?

Lu Xiaofeng could hardly believe his eyes.

This is too different from the old woman who sells sugar and fried chestnuts.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't know what the difference between cloud and mud was, but now he knew.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly, he seemed to have smiled a little more bitterly today, and said, "I haven't competed against the sword yet, I seem to have lost." ”

Aunt Gongsun said: "Then are you ready to admit defeat?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I still want to struggle." ”

Aunt Gongsun said: "Why? ”

Lu Xiaofeng said: "If I have to die, I am very willing to die under the sword of a beauty like you, but I don't want to leave the impression that the beauty is a coward and a fool." ”

Aunt Gongsun smiled and said, "No wonder Lu Xiaofeng can get the favor of so many beauties, you are indeed very good at talking, even my heart is about to be softened by you, and I can't bear to do it to you." ”

Lu Xiaofeng sighed and said, "Since you have softened your heart, can you be fairer when you compete with me in the sword." ”

Aunt Gongsun said: "Where is it unfair? ”

Lu Xiaofeng asked, "What are we competing in the second game?" ”

Aunt Gongsun said curiously: "Of course it's a sword competition." ”

Lu Xiaofeng spread out his hands and said, "You have two swords in your hands, but I am empty-handed. ”

Aunt Gongsun asked, "Where is your sword?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I don't." ”

Aunt Gongsun said, "Then do you want to borrow a sword?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Yes", but his eyes turned to the nun in Tsing Yi.

Aunt Gongsun sighed and said, "You have vision." ”

Although the sword is not long, it is cold, and Lu Xiaofeng can't help but praise, "Good sword!" ”

By this time, they had already gone downstairs and were preparing to compete with swords in the courtyard.

The wine in Lu Xiaofeng's eyes suddenly disappeared, and the light in his eyes was as bright as the sword in his hand.

Erniang was taken aback and lost her voice: "You're not drunk?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng was silent.

Erniang said: "Since you haven't drunk yet, why do you want to admit defeat?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "If I don't admit defeat in the first game, I won't even have to compete in the second and third games!" ”

Erniang sighed and said, "It seems that you are not really stupid. ”

Aunt Gongsun said lightly: "Even if you deliberately admit defeat in the first game, you may not be able to win the second game!" There was a strong sense of confidence in his tone, and he was obviously quite complacent about his swordsmanship.

She does have the capital to be complacent.

As she spoke, her sword was struck. When the sword light flashed, the colorful streamers on her neon dress also began to fly non-stop, and under the reflection of the setting sun, the whole person seemed to have turned into a brilliant glow, so that people couldn't even open their eyes, and where could they tell where her person was? Where is her sword?

If you can't even distinguish her figure, how can you shoot at her? How to resist her sword?

The last time Lu Xiaofeng fought with her, she only felt that her swordsmanship was unpredictable.

Now he knew that her swordsmanship had not been fully exerted at all that time.

The power of this kind of swordsmanship seems to need such a seven-colored neon dress to set off.

This kind of swordsmanship was originally inherited in the Tang Dynasty when Gongsun Auntie, since it was born from the sword dance, it is different from other swordsmanship, so today's Gongsun Auntie will specially put on such a seven-colored neon dress, and even do not hesitate to see people with her true face.

Because the real power of this swordsmanship requires the ultimate beauty to exert it, and only a peerless beauty like her can exert the power of this swordsmanship to the extreme!

This is the peerless sword dance that Zhao Mingyuan wants to see.

For such a swordsmanship, how will Lu Xiaofeng deal with it?

Zhao Mingyuan also has expectations in his heart, after all, the other party is Lu Xiaofeng, who has always been good at creating miracles!

In fact, most of the information about a person's surroundings is obtained through the eyes. It accounts for more than eighty percent of all information obtained, and the rest depends on the remaining five senses.

Aunt Gongsun's sword dance almost ruined Lu Xiaofeng's eyes, and the dazzling sword dance made the brain have all kinds of illusions, at this time, it was more advantageous to close your eyes than to open your eyes.

So, Lu Xiaofeng closed his eyes.

Since becoming Hua Manlou's friend, Lu Xiaofeng has always felt sorry for this friend for not being able to see.

But I used to wonder what the world of the blind is like. So he used to be like a blind man, with his eyes closed, and lived alone for a month.

Although it is not as good as Hua Manlou, it is impossible to tell whether he is invisible or not, but it has also reached the point where even if you close your eyes, you can live as an ordinary person.

Lu Xiaofeng closed his eyes and took out the sword, which actually made it look good, if it weren't for everyone watching, no one would believe that such a sword technique was made by Lu Xiaofeng with his eyes closed.

Lu Xiaofeng is not famous for his swordsmanship, and he doesn't even have a sword on him.

Aunt Gongsun's second swordsmanship test, of course, is because she is good at sword dance, but she is not using her own strengths to attack his weaknesses.

But I didn't expect Lu Xiaofeng's swordsmanship to be so good, and if he could use his full strength, he would definitely be a first-class swordsman in the rivers and lakes.

Lu Xiaofeng hid too deeply, and no one knew how much else he was hiding.

It's just that it is difficult to exert all your strength after all, and it is inevitable to fall into a disadvantage in the face of Aunt Gongsun who is going all out.

Because the changes in this kind of swordsmanship are too strange, and the moves are too complicated, as soon as they are released, they are like mercury pouring into the ground, and they are pervasive!

And Lu Xiaofeng closed his eyes, how could he resist? As long as he shows the slightest flaw, he is likely to die by the sword.

Lu Xiaofeng plucked onions on dry land and came to the roof.

"He's running away." The girl in red hurriedly shouted.

Before the words were finished, Lu Xiaofeng's people had already flown out again, the human sword was one, the sword light was brilliant and gorgeous, and he stabbed straight towards Aunt Gongsun condescendingly.

Only Zhao Mingyuan recognized that this was the Flying Immortal of the White Cloud City Lord.

The sword was too fast, like a meteor across the sky, short and brilliant.

Aunt Gongsun didn't have time to change her moves, she was already shrouded in the sword aura of Lu Xiaofeng's sword.

The sword light was immediately separated, and most of the ribbons on Gongsun Auntie's body had been cut off.

The winner is decided.

All the women were stunned, perhaps, they never thought that Aunt Gongsun would be defeated.

Aunt Gongsun had a calm face and said, "This one is your victory, and we have a third one." ”

Two wins in three games, currently one win and one loss, and the third game is the one that decides the outcome of the game.